Simon LeeWhen I woke up the next day, Laura's terrified eyes were still in my mind. Nobody wanted to tell me what had happened. Matheus was coming to New York and I couldn't communicate with him. I left a message asking you to call me urgently. Thomas didn't reveal anything to me. He said it was a personal matter and that Laura was the only one who could tell me. From his reaction, I already knew there was something very serious. And he could very well deduce what it was. Just imagining what was going through my head, I already felt the anger consume me. I spent hours at the gym taking all my anger out on the sandbag. With each punch I imagined the face of the bastard who had touched my Laura. There was no other explanation for the way she flinched at my touch. She had been abused and I wanted to slowly kill the bastard who did it.That night, all the insane thoughts went through my head. I was never a violent guy, but I knew ex
Laura Anthony —No! Leave me! Do not touch me! I woke up screaming and only calmed down when I heard Simon's voice calling me. Holding my face, he tried to locate me from where I was. — Laura! Hey Little One! I am here. I am here! It was just a nightmare. calm down. You are at my house. It's here with me. Simon's deep eyes woke me to the present moment. I buried my head in his chest and felt my heartbeat slow down. Since I went to New York I was sleeping on tranquilizers. It was the only way to get rid of those horrible nightmares. I didn't expect to sleep in Simon's arms, but I was so tired from the night before that I couldn't keep my eyes open. I clung to his chest, which also had an altered heartbeat. He must have been startled by my screams. Now I was there, afraid to look at him. What was I going to say? I had walked into that apartment determined to change my life. He intended to have a conversation with Simon and tell him everything that had happened, why he had reacted the
Matheus Anthony—Sara, glad you answered. How is she?—You've managed to sleep now, but you arrived here very agitated. I had to put a few drops in the water, in addition to the pill, or she wouldn't be able to erase it. You'll probably sleep all day.— You did well. I don't want her here tomorrow morning. I need to speak to Simon before she does. He almost blew it all away.—Have you spoken to your father yet?—Yes, he can't come now. Things got complicated— He? asked my colored—haired friend.— Yea...— Okay ! You can let me take care of her. ***Laura Anthony
Simon LeeI loved watching my Laura sleep. It was as if nothing and no one could hurt her at that moment. I still hadn't recovered from the madness that had taken place in the bathroom. I never imagined she could take the initiative like that. When she sent everyone away and said she would help me with the bath, I saw malice in her eyes. It made me very excited and I had to control my erection. I had just gotten out of the hospital, but the mere possibility of having Laura so close made me forget about all the shortness of breath.The excitement only increased when she started to undress me. Her gaze held a naughty desire and I wanted to know how far she would go. I didn't want to hurt her, but I needed to know if Laura could go a little farther than we'd tried so far. So I pretended I was dizzy just so I could get closer to her and know if I should stop or not. She was receptive to the joke and it drove me crazy. W
Laura AnthonySimon convinced me to do an experiment with his mother's psychologist. Dr. Solange was Brazilian, but had lived in the United States for fifteen years. I sympathized with her straight away. She was young, about thirty-nine years old, looked very competent. In the first session I told her about my childhood, my relationship with my parents and my family. We talked a little bit about their deaths and what happened next, but I didn't go into details.In the second session I managed to vent. It wasn't so hard to talk anymore, after all I had told Simon everything. I related to her everything I went through in the days of captivity. That day, I left there exhausted from crying. Simon took care of me and understood my silence for the next few days. Over time it got easier. He returned to work and I questioned him about the threats he had received. We came to the conclusion t
Simon Lee Laura managed to surprise me every day. That woman was a burning ember. All it took was a breeze to light that fire. I knew she was getting to know herself every day and that fascinated me. All of her teenage experiences were nothing more than kissing boys as childish as she was. At least that's what she had revealed to me. The first time she was with a real man was traumatizing and painful. Laura didn't know pleasure, didn't know what it was like to be wanted with love. That's why each new experience was so fascinating to her. The discovery of the body and sensations, everything made her excited. A movie, a conversation or some gesture I made, was able to wake up his body and make it boil. But she was still afraid to try. I could feel her burning inside, but she couldn't let go. This was also new to me. He was used to experienced women who knew exactly how to act. But it was always all about sex. There was no emotion, no feeling. With Laura I was constantly on high alert.
Laura Anthony I had no idea what was happening to me. He had completely lost his wits. No sooner had I lost myself in Simon's arms than I was there in the shower teasing him like an insatiable madwoman. I didn't recognize myself. That man had the power to awaken things I didn't even know I was able to feel. Simon thought I was under the influence of alcohol when I started seducing him. I had been drinking, yes, but nothing that made me aware of what I was doing. In fact, I knew exactly what I wanted, but I didn't have the heart to say it so blatantly. So Sara advised me to pretend I was a little tall. If everything went wrong I could pretend I didn't remember anything the next day. I thought the idea was too far,fetched, but I decided to give it a try. I thought it was so cute when he got scared because he thought I was drunk. He didn't want to take advantage of my so-called drunkenness, and I thought that was great. Simon, in addition to being kind, was very ethical and that deligh
Laura AnthonyI reached the sidewalk and started looking for a taxi. I could have walked, but it was too late and I didn't know New York that well. I was fiddling with my phone, thinking about calling a private car when Jonny pulled up with the Blazer in front of me.— Hi Laura, how are you?— Do you want a ride?—What are you doing here at this hour?— I asked in amazement.— I just left some reports at the agency and decided to grab a snack here at Tino's . He smiled without getting out of the vehicle.— Ah yes! That Mexican restaurant. I still don't know, can you believe it?—We can arrange a day with Simon and Sara.— We will see! Will you leave me at home? I asked, already thanking God for having appeared. I was afraid Simon would come after me.—Of course, get in there!— he said as he unlocked the doors.I turned aroun
Elis de Albuquerque Lee Anthony I opened my eyes and saw that little being breathing slowly before my eyes. Julia had a delicious smell of peace. Her eyes closed and her mouth half open , reminded me of when she was still a small, fragile baby. I had lost eight years of her childhood, but I would have a lifetime to make up for it. I lifted my head and saw the child's body occupying practically my entire side of the bed. There was room for four people there, but she preferred to curl up around my legs, probably looking to feel safe in a place that was still unknown to her. I had shown her her room, beautifully decorated by Laura. The only room in the house I hadn't seen when Thomas had taken me there. He had justified that it was under renovation and had many objects scattered around. I would never have thought that this was the room my daughter would occupy. Even though it was so beautiful and full of toys, Júlia preferred to sleep in my bed, and I accepted, of course. If I could, I
I helped my girl into the armchair at the dressing table, and while she was getting ready, I took the opportunity to call Laura. I went to the balcony of the living room so that Elis wouldn't hear me. I told him we were going up and asked him to leave everything organized as we agreed. When I got back to the room, my girl was ready. The red lipstick on her mouth sparked lewd thoughts in my mind, but I did everything I could to control myself, or I'd end up missing Christmas dinner. I approached her and helped her up. I touched her face and stroked her cheek with my thumb. My wife was so beautiful and I couldn't stop admiring her.—You still owe me dinner and a dance , remember ? — she said all honeyed.The mention of Elis's request to me before the shooting brought heavy memories to my mind. She must have sensed that I was shaken, because she clutched at my chest and apologized.—I beg your pardon, Life! I shouldn't dwell on the past. Not at this very special moment.—It's okay, love.
Thomas AnthonyIn all my life I had never felt such desire. Hearing the woman of my life moan in my arms, and seeing her so surrendered, made my dick ache inside my pants. It was very repressed horny . For years I tried to run away from that feeling. I thought Sara was too young for me, besides, I had closed my heart to a new love. I had my adventures, of course, I dated a lot of women, but it was always just sex. And many times I would close my eyes and imagine my Sara in my arms. When I opened them and realized it wasn't her, I was blown away. After a while I didn't look for anyone else. I solved my horny moments on my own, and most of the time they happened when I had met her for a few moments, or when I was talking to her on the phone, and she teased me in that way that drove me crazy.Sara had no idea of the effects it had on my body and mind. And I thought I was going to go crazy when I saw her on top of that bed in the ICU. Those were the worst days of my life, when my heart wa
Sara de AlmeidaA woman entered and positioned herself in the center. I took a deep breath when the first song started. It was simply beautiful to see the singer's grandeur, the way she breathed between verses. I was fascinated. With each scene and song I got emotional. I couldn't help but think of Thomas, wondering where he was right now. I wanted him to be by my side. Even though I knew he might never forgive me, I felt deep inside that my heart belonged to him. And it probably wouldn't be anyone else's.Throughout the show I felt emotion overwhelm me. It looked like it had been prepared for me. The memories of my childhood and everything that I had lived until then, paraded through my mind, making me cry many times. I couldn't say if it was the intensity of the music, the Christmas atmosphere or the uncertainty of my future, but the truth is that I was fragile and defenseless in the face of life. I hated feeling this way, but I didn't have the strength to go on, not without Thomas,
Sara de AlmeidaAfter talking for hours with Laura, I felt more relieved. It was strange to be in Thomas's house, faced with this situation. I felt embarrassed, even more so knowing that he left right after he received my resignation. Deep down I knew he was disappointed in me. I understood. Thomas was always very careful with his agents. I investigated the lives of all of them, as soon as they arrived at the agency.First there was Santiago 's betrayal, then the discovery that there were more double agents in Phoenix and to make matters worse, the woman he had been interested in was a big liar. It was understandable that he needed some time alone. But did it have to be in Brazil? Right in the place where he had the most girlfriends. And where Beatriz, his ex-wife, lived. Matheus said that after the separation of his parents, Thomas met other women with whom he dated, but without creating any emotional bond. Was he with any of them at that moment? It was natural for her to want to for
Simon Lee—I thought he was going straight home from the hospital to rest, and he calls me to say he's away on business. When is my dad going to stop living for work and start taking better care of himself? The call from Thomas the day before had made Laura very nervous.—Don't worry so much, Little One. Your brother has it — I tried to argue as I finished putting on my black sneakers.—But he'll hear me out when he gets back.— If you don't want to retire, you'll have to take a vacation of at least two years.Laura paraded in her bra and panties in front of me. Her belly was the most beautiful thing and I admired her feeling an immense love for my family. That scene, for sure, would have made me very horny at another time, but we were getting ready for Maicon's funeral and I was trying to disguise my sadness.—I doubt he'll do that.— Even more so now that Sara has disengaged from the Phoenix,— I said, standing in front of the closet mirror.—I don't understand what's going on in that
Thomas AnthonyI opened my eyes and saw Matheus sitting in the armchair, playing with his cell phone, as usual.—Won't you stop for a minute, boy?—Good to see you too, Dad, and thanks for the boy — he replied without taking his eyes off the phone.—I can't take being stuck in hospitals anymore,— I mumbled, shifting in bed.—Ditto. Take care of yourself and we won't have to look at Dr. André — Matheus dropped the cell phone and came to help me lift the head of the bed.— My poor friend. He can't bear to look at your face anymore either.—You're right, Thomas. — The doctor confirmed after entering the room.— What is doctor? It's not every day that a pretty face like mine wanders around your hospital. Nurses have nothing to complain about.I burst out laughing when I saw my friend's astonished face. My son was no good, but I had already noticed that he was the reason for the buzz in the halls.— Good. I am sorry to inform you that you will no longer be the target of my employees' eyes.
Sara de AlmeidaAfter the doctor released me, I found Matheus in the hallway. He was coming out of a room and he came towards me. The nurse pushing the wheelchair said he was going to call someone to take me downstairs, but Matheus said he would take care of me. I thanked him when the man took his leave.—Thank God he's on the mend. My father is sleeping, but he will love to wake up and see you.— I can't Matheus!—Can't what? — He frowned, crouching down in front of me.—I want you to give this to Thomas.— I held the envelope out to him. — It has my resignation and another letter explaining my reasons.—None of that. You will hand it to him yourself. Why are you doing this?—Because there are things about me that you don't know. I've lied too much to everyone. I am tired. I don't dare look at him.The elevator door opened and Jonny appeared in the hallway. He walked to Matheus, who got up and greeted him. Afterwards, my brother kissed me on the cheek and asked if I was ready.—Sara,
Thomas AnthonyIn a few minutes we arrived at Simon's apartment. He knelt before his friend's body and wept. I found Jonny standing over the body of Bob, one of the agency's most senior security guards. I touched his shoulder and asked what we had for clues.—We managed to get the plate, but it must have been tampered with. We are activating the Transit Center to follow the route. We have already notified the police and they are monitoring the airports and the main exits of the city.—Have you notified Bob's family yet?—The wife is already on her way.Simon approached, completely devastated.—I shouldn't have let Sara come here. I should have insisted that she accompany us.—It wasn't your fault. We're both going to find her. — Jonny grabbed his brother by the neck and their foreheads were pressed together. The union between brothers seems to have become even stronger with the arrival of Sara. That protective instinct between them was something I knew well.—The three of us are going